(Imagine a female melodic voice, that almost sounds like a flute playing a nursery rhyme, reading this story aloud to you, dear reader) One of the reasons why we’re so angry at the commerc

Well hello again, my eager audiences. This is your daily storyteller, The Diwata (The Enchantress) back once again to entertain you with chilling but lovely stories that can probably be just made up…

Good evening my dearest reader… I’ve been preoccupied these past few days with my new friend. He’s a young boy of seven and he recently was left to his father. His mother has decided to leave him to have a new husband but I believe she has her reasons.  But the boy is truly heartbroken so I introduced myself to him. He has now abandoned killing himself and we are pretty close now. Of course, he is not our story for today. The stories will be told by two of my other student friends who have experiences both

Hello there dear reader, maybe I should share a little more about myself before we continue.  I am what you would call a moon deity. Some think that I inhabit trees, but they’re not exactly incorrect. Since trees absorb moonlight as much as they absorb the sun’s rays, I feel I am one with them somehow. If you ever want to feel my presence the most, try going out while the moon is full and stand beside a tree then close your eyes. Of course, if you are terrified of the dark, I suggest you avoid doing this. Your fear might invite “other” less friendly and more malevolent beings other than me. And believe me when I say that this has been proven by the many paranormal experts and magic u

Well dear readers, did you miss me? Have you experienced laughing so hard because you’ve heard a ghost story from former critics of your ghost stories? This is one of the stories that really made me laugh for the same reason. It comes from another one of my human friends. And yes, this is a scary but funny story. ++++++++++++++&